There was a sultry voice from the on-suite bathroom as I took my jacket off.“Is that you darling?” she called.“It is beautiful”“why don’t ...ou come in here and join me.” she called in her kitten voice.I walked in to see her in the tub surrounded by bubbles, her hair tied up with a big black hair clip. She was sipping a glass of wine and sunk down into the hot soapy water as she looked at me and gave me a wink.“room for one more” she said as I poured myself a glass of wine and took off the rest. I felt like I was climbing a mountain. Through the fuzziness, I could make out figures. People. They hardly paid me any attention as I stumbled past them, most were too drunk or too busy to notice. I finally found what I was looking for. The bathroom. And it was empty. Thank God. I made my way across the bathroom. It was only a few steps, but right then it seem a like a mile. Steadying myself on the sink, I squinted at my reflection. I was white as a sheet, and I had smudges of black eye-liner. I have always been honest about my sexuality, and masturbation a tool I have used since before my teens, combined with a vivid imagination, standing at a bus stop or sitting in a railway carriage full of leering men, I would casually rub myself to orgasm, thinking about them gang-banging me, I have even shook hands with my husbands friends, my fingers soaked in my wet pussy juices, the thrill off passing on my intimate body fluid to a man who is thinking about how much he wants to fuck me, if. " Hetold her.The black one was most likely the curse book, so Jaux picked it up andtook a peek at the first page. It was a tiny spellbook! Every singlelittle page had the instructions for a curse spell, and there were morethan two dozen pages in the book!"That's the book of the most basic curses, try them out one by onetomorrow, and then tell me which ones you could cast during the nextclass, okay?" Sellwall instructed.Jaux looked up at the teacher with a huge smile on her face, trying tosay.